La Siesta

The sun is playing hide and seek.

My hammock cuddles me between the trees.

I sense the scent of sangria on my lips.

His shirt caresses my arm like foamy waves

and dissolves into the dazzling daylight.

The exotic melody of the guitar entails la fantasia.

Nobody knows where I am.

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